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30 Day Writing Challenge (Day Seven)

Prompt: Formal

"Have I ever told you how much I hate you?"

"You know you don't mean that."

"I do. I hate you more than anything."

"You look good in that suit."

"You're not paying attention to me, are you."

"You should dress like this more often. I'm sure you'll look great wearing this while working in your workshop."

"Steeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeve." Tony's voice rang out. "Steeeeeve, this isn't funny! This suit is choking me."

"You don't have problems wearing all of your other suits," the blond countered, crossing his arms with an amused look on his face.

The genius frowned. "Yeah, well, that's because I choose to wear them. I'm not forced. Like how I am now."

A soft chuckle escaped the super soldier's lips. "Fury isn't forcing you--"

"Did you see what happened there?" He hissed, stuffing his hands in his pockets, "he was all: 'Stark, if you don't go to this formal party in proper SHIELD clothing I swear I'll send your ass back into space!' Like, I don't think I ever seen him with such a big stick up his ass..."


"Really, Steve, I have nothing against the guy - well, maybe a few things - but still..."


"One day, I think I'll conduct an experiment... I'll one day find that stick that's so lodged up his --"


"What? Oh, yeah, you're right." Tony grinned. "It wouldn't be a stick, huh? It's more like a freaking sewer pipe --"

"Tony. Stop. I don't want that image in my head," Steve groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose with his thumb and fore finger. "Anyway, he just said formal SHIELD wear. He didn't force the suit on you."

The shorter man gaped at the other. "You're serious? It was either this or the dre--" He cut himself off when he saw the huge grin the blond gave him. "You, sir, are a kinky bastard."

"I learn from the best."